"Trouble!" Jian Wushuang said, frowning. "I forgot to tell you, the White Paper Fan of Qingshan Mountain is staying at this inn!"
"Wu Xing?" Xiang Yang was also somewhat surprised.
He hadn't expected people from Qingshan Mountain to appear here.
But since the tribulation had already occurred, it could only be said that their opponents were not as capable as them.
A hundred thousand taels of silver!
This was a fortune.
The entire Qingshan Mountain probably didn't have that much silver.
"What do we do now?" Xiang Yang asked in astonishment.
Jian Wushuang thought for a moment and said, "Qingshan Mountain will eventually clash with us. Since we've already taken it, we might as well keep it. But let's allow them to leave for now. If we hold them hostage, it would be a bit embarrassing for us!"
Currently, they were still bandits, not yet considered a rebel army.
After all, they hadn't done anything good.
